"No, no, no. I don't want to humiliate you.”
Xia Ping waved his hand." It's just that I heard that although this cultivation technique, the Great Light Palm Imprint, is extremely powerful, it's extremely difficult to cultivate. Up until now, not a single person in your generation of the White Sect has been able to learn it.
If this divine art falls into your hands, it's really a pearl covered in dust. It's better to hand it over and let me have it. That way, it can still be carried forward and we'll have another chance tomorrow.”
He blinked and looked at the many elders and disciples of the White Denomination.
Upon hearing these words, many of the elders of the White Denomination were so angry that their lungs almost exploded. What did they mean by the divine technique falling into their hands? That was like a pearl covered in dust. It was a reckless waste of God's gift. This was really looking down on others.
However, they had to admit that none of the disciples and elders of this generation of the White Denomination had been able to completely master the Great Light Palm Imprint.
After all, the difficulty of cultivating this divine technique was extremely high. It was not inferior to the Flaming Saber Technique. Even if they were qualified to cultivate it, they could not even get started after cultivating it for decades. This was not a reckless waste of natural resources. What was the point of a pearl being covered in dust?
However, it was fine if they knew about this matter themselves, but this bastard actually dared to say it so brazenly. It was simply exposing their scars in public and slapping their faces in public.
" Ahhhh, Jiu Mozhi, you are too arrogant. Don't think that you are so great after killing the leader of the Black Cult because you have cultivated the Flaming Saber Technique and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. The White Cult is not a place that you can humiliate. There are countless experts in the White Cult. Today, I'll teach you a painful lesson."
An elder of the White Denomination couldn't take it anymore. He jumped over and struck out with his palm.
This was a powerful martial art of the Tantra Sect's White Sect, the Vajra Palm!
Vaguely, a layer of golden light seemed to appear on his palm. It was as if his large hand had transformed into the Vajra Arhat Palm, containing the power of the Vajra's Immobility. It was incomparably fierce.
When this palm came over, the sound of air being torn apart actually came out in midair, as if the morning bell and evening drum were ringing.
This elder had reached the peak of the Houtian realm, and his strength was not inferior to the four guardians of the Black Cult.
Thump!
Xia Ping didn't even look at him. He stood where he was and circulated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He lightly punched out and collided with it. A faint dragon roar seemed to erupt from the depths of his fist.
"Ah!"
The elder of the White Sect immediately let out a miserable scream as he realized that his Vajra Palm was no match for Jiu Mozhi.
He had only just come into contact with it, but the Vajra Power in his body was instantly defeated. His entire body seemed to be submerged in a flood. This was the might of the heavens, and he could not resist it.
With a bang, his entire body flew backward like a rubber ball. He was smashed hundreds of meters away and finally smashed onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Even his internal organs were severely injured. He would need to rest for at least a year to recover from his injuries.
"This!"
Many elders and disciples of the White Sect were shocked by this scene. Although they had heard of Jiu Mozhi's reputation, they had never seen him with their own eyes. They had no way of knowing if Jiu Mozhi's strength was real or just an exaggeration.
However, things were different now. This guy had actually managed to severely injure an elder who was at least one of the top three in the White Denomination with a single punch. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Postliminary Realm.
This strength was enough to crush everyone present.
"One of you is not enough. You should all attack together. I'm in a hurry.”
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back.
"Jiu Mozhi, you're going too far!"
"You're looking down on us too much. What kind of place do you think our White Sect is?”
"Since you want to die, then we'll fulfill your wish and let you leave here lying down.”
Upon hearing these words, many of the elders and disciples of the White Sect were furious. This bastard was so arrogant that there was no end to it.
It was fine if they fought one on one, but this bastard actually wanted them to attack together. Just how much did he want to look down on them before he let it go?
Swoosh! Swoosh!
In an instant, dozens of disciples of the White Denomination rushed over. All of them displayed the Vajra Palm Imprint, and their bodies emitted a ball of condensed golden light.
They seemed to have transformed into Vajra Arhats. Their entire bodies were covered in golden light. It was as if every inch of their muscles contained the power of Vajra, and a powerful aura pervaded the surroundings.
At the same time, huge golden handprints that had condensed into solid form blasted over. Hundreds and thousands of fists contained terrifying power, as if they had the power to split mountains and split rocks.
This was the famous Vajra Arhat Formation of the White Sect. When dozens of martial monks who practiced the Vajra Palm Art gathered together, they could unleash a combat power that was dozens of times stronger. Even a master of the peak of the Postliminary Realm would be killed by a palm strike. There was no way to block it.
"Dragon Elephant Meditation!"
Xia Ping put his palms together. Without even looking, balls of Dragon Elephant Genuine Qi immediately gushed out of his body. In an instant, his body was immediately wrapped up by nine giant dragons and nine giant elephants. They solidified and seemed to have transformed into giant dragon walls.
Dong dong dong!
In an instant, hundreds and thousands of Vajra Palm Imprints slammed over, immediately emitting a clanging sound, like the morning bell and evening drum, emitting a huge shock.
But even so, these Vajra Palm Imprints were unable to break through the Qi wall formed by the Dragon and Elephant Genuine Qi. They felt as if they were facing an unattainable wall.
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